Believer.
I spilt up with my ex and went to a psychic on wether to stay sociable with him. I figured I was on the fence, it wasn't a nasty breakup, I just realized he wasn't going to ever be serious and if he finally did, he probably wasn't suited to me for long term happiness, but I wasn't angry about it. He was just being him. I called it quits gently and found another apartment. Her answer? Don't. Because in a few weeks you will find out things that will make you nauseous just looking at him.
I thought, really? I was the one who walked away, even if he started dating someone now, I sure had no right to be angry about it.
A few weeks later, I find out from an 18 yr old girl I worked with that months ago he had tried to blackmail her into sleeping with him. A week after that, a friend of his called me up drunk (after arguing with his wife) and told me my ex had been cheating on me with a 20 yr old who had three kids from 3 different fathers and was now leaving her kids in the trailerpark with their grandmother for days while they ran around. BTW. he was 37 at the time. And i worked with this girl too. I was soo stressed and sickened, I lost 20 lbs, went down to 99 lbs and couldn't eat without throwing up.
Now, the psychic did not know him or me and had no way of knowing the situation.
However, having gone to a psychic did not help or hinder me when dealing with the situation, so really it served no purpose. All in all, it seems to me a sort of hobby or entertainment and not something I could base decisions on. I think in general man is not meant to know the future, I mean, that's part of the fun of living.
I think, sometime in the near future there will be a brown egg in my nestbox